as my breath grows heavy...i set my lips onto yours...our love is strong...but my heart could not take the anger from my life no more...as i brought that gun to my head today...i think of where i am going...not heaven....but hell...i see a light it is red...i dont reach for it...it comes to me...my love crys...for he knows i am fighting to stay...but as the devil picks up my soul...my last breath was a cry of pain....
__neko__babe__ · Sat Mar 26, 2005 @ 05:09pm · 1 Comments |